Keep Falling
By SMYGO4EVA
"You in there?" The one called Hisoka breathed out playfully, his voice oily and lilting, and yet mocking all at once. Illumi turned, wiping his face with a cloth of the sweat and fluids after what had transpired between them.
"Isn't it obvious?" Illumi replied, almost in a matter of fact manner. He had felt the delighted sort of agony, catching his breath from Hisoka's skilled touch, his body sore and alit from such physical prowess. He had no idea he could feel such a way, but he would not say that aloud.
"I must admit, I am impressed by your skills. They said you're one of the best, and you lived up to such expectations." Illumi said, turning to face Hisoka, who only smiled proudly.
"Guilty as charged. It's only because you took me so well," Hisoka replied as he moved forward on the bed, and stopped just behind Illumi, wrapping his arms around the other man.
"Do you care to see more?" The magician whispered, his mouth so very close to the assassin's ear.
Illumi shivered, an excitement forming again, but he said nothing. He only nodded.
As soon as he lifted his head, the assassin let himself be pulled into more of what the magician had to offer.
They did not want it to end so soon, or ever.